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I sow, so I reap.

The cold wind blew off the swaying yellow leaves on the branches and buried them in the deep soil. In winter in southern China, only some evergreen trees stand proudly in the cold wind. Oh, I would like to be a deciduous tree that leaves in the cold wind. I will not deliberately show myself in the cold winter like an evergreen tree, but turn that display into strength and wait for the next spring to bloom.

Some people say: "Simple, simple again, this is life." After the smell of harvest was diluted by the cold wind in the south, I deeply felt that life was so short and youth was so full of vitality in the days of racing against time. Learning knowledge is like an annual ring. Over time, it carved traces of knowledge in your mind bit by bit. After learning, I can't help feeling: a little busier, a little busier, that is learning.

I sigh that time passes like water without trace, so I cherish time more. Before the fateful exam next year, our life is a sea of books. Ostrovsky said, "You only have one life. Don't regret doing nothing. " He did what he said, which is why he has an immortal masterpiece-How Steel was Tempered. From the race against time, I understand the true meaning of "young people don't work hard, but old people are sad" Yes, in the field of study, you have the same sunshine and plenty of water, but the richness of the fruit that grows as a result depends on the fertility it obtains. We are busy studying in a simple life, trying to create energy, and waiting for a bumper harvest in the coming year in constant efforts.

I was amazed at the passion and vitality of my youth, so I redoubled my efforts to sow my own seeds and wait for them to blossom and bear fruit. Comrade Mao Zedong said: "Young people at the age of seventeen or eighteen are like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of vigor." Yes, we are like the sun. We must know how to sow light and heat in order to harvest a vibrant life. But if we don't know how to sow, then the earth will be dead, and all we get is darkness. Youth is upward. As long as you know how to sow and be good at sowing when you are young, a green and vibrant harvest field will be displayed in front of you.

Although sowing is an important way for us to succeed. We are eager to harvest and enter the hall of success, then we must learn to sow. When we stand in front of a magnificent building and marvel at its brilliance, don't forget that it is not a castle in the air, but a pile of ordinary bricks, or it can be said that it is the harvest of sowing again and again. It's also a pile of bricks. If you use it, it may create the most gorgeous building in the world. On the contrary, if you are lazy to use it, it will eventually become a pile of useless bricks, and you will accomplish nothing.

I sow, so I reap. I deeply understand the truth of "no pains, no gains". So, I took the hoe of knowledge and worked hard in the field of learning, gradually becoming clear from the hazy state in my dream until it became a reality.

Perhaps the trees in winter are dreaming the same dream. Under the cold wind, they gradually shed their leaves and let them fall back to their roots. This is also sowing a hope like ours. It allows Ye Er people to replenish nutrients and accumulate strength, hoping to show their prosperity next spring and let people see the power of life-this is the harvest of trees. In spring, people will only praise these trees that have regained their brilliance, and will not praise those evergreen trees that don't know how to sow.

"A little more, a little more, that is the harvest." We are eager for harvest, so we should "work harder and sow harder".

harvest

Scholars' harvest is endless knowledge, workers' harvest is dazzling commodity, and farmers' harvest is Man Cang's food. "Harvest" is a word that everyone is familiar with.

Like everyone else, I have countless gains, but the biggest gain is time-

I remember it was a bright autumn night-my birthday. My mother promised to come back at six o'clock on time for my birthday. I don't want to mention how happy I am. I ran downstairs and watched it many times all afternoon. But what I have been waiting for is disappointment again and again. It's past nine, and my mother hasn't come back yet.

I looked at the cold food and burnt-out birthday candles on the table, and suddenly I felt that my mother didn't seem to love me at all. She can leave me alone at home to take care of other people's children. She can ignore the high fever and I'll work the night shift for others. I can't help crying when I think of those hastily written messages.

Why, why is mother always so kind to others, but so cold to her own daughter?

Thinking about it, I fell asleep at my desk. I had a dream. I dreamed that my mother came back dusty. I rushed forward with a smile, but when I tried to hold my mother's hand, my mother suddenly disappeared. I shouted, "Mom! Mom ... "

At this moment, a cold hand suddenly touched my head. I opened my eyes and saw that it was my mother, not my mother! I hugged my mother tightly, and I was afraid of losing her again.

Looked at my watch, it's past 1 1. I felt very wronged and asked my mother why she came back so late. My mother smiled and said to me, "The workshop is very busy today. It happened that one of my mother's colleagues was ill, so my mother worked the night shift for her. "

Although I didn't blame my mother after listening, my inner unhappiness was engraved on my face. My mother read my mind and said to me earnestly, "Son, it's not that my mother doesn't love you. You know, a person living in the world can't just think about himself, but think more about others. If others are in trouble, we should help them. " You help me and I help you, so that the world can be full of peace and friendship, right? "After listening to my mother's words, I nodded deeply.

Although it was only a few simple words, it gave me a great shock! I said silently in my heart, "Mom

Give fragrance and harvest value.

Fish said: Freedom, swimming underwater, is the value.

The eagle said: flying high as the sky is the value.

Buddha said: sweeping the ventricle, forbearance is the value.

And I said: giving incense and wisdom is the real value!

Of course, a free life is a valuable life. Ye Ting, who shouted "I want to live in fire and blood forever", was imprisoned and lost his freedom, but his life was shining! Reach the peak of one's life

Life may be a valuable life, but who can deny that the value of a gardener who works silently on a three-foot platform will last forever? Wandering in the ancient and modern rivers of history, shuttling through the natural society, I searched carefully, and finally, I unveiled the mystery of value: paying fragrance and harvesting value!

It is precious to win a fragrant plum blossom in the snow, because it has contributed fragrance to the world in the lonely sky; The bamboo standing on it is valuable because it establishes integrity for people with lofty ideals when a hundred flowers bloom; Fragrant chrysanthemums are precious, because when flowers wither and insects hide, they provide elegant leisure for human beings ... Yes, even if plum blossoms wither, bamboos fall to the ground and chrysanthemums cover their faces, they will always be valuable, because in this world, they will give their beauty and selflessness. Their lives have not only achieved themselves, but also helped others.

On the lonely shore of the North Sea, Su Wu was quietly herding sheep. He took heaven and earth as his home and sheep as his companion, and devoted his life to the people of Dahan without reservation, and to the mountains and rivers he loved deeply.

On the crest of the wave, Zheng He braved the wind and waves bravely. In the vast sea, Zheng He's eyes were firmly fixed on the front. He dedicated his sincere enthusiasm and dedication to the motherland; I have dedicated my courage, wisdom and selflessness to the sea full of temptations.

In the hail of bullets, Zhang Zizhong still shouted "Kill the enemy and serve the country" at the moment when he was shot down. He sincerely dedicated his courage and loyalty to the devastated land of China.

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Turning to the yellowing history, their names shine in the vast history: Su Wu realized the value of a loyal minister in his dedication and in the Han Festival of hair removal; In his contribution, Zheng He sublimated the value of being a pioneer in navigation in the water artery connecting Asia and Africa. Zhang Zizhong also shaped the value of a model soldier in his dedication and loyalty to serve the country to the death.

So, at the intersection of ancient and modern times, I realized: pay fragrance and reap value. I set foot on the contemporary society with confidence. However, in today's extremely rich material, the scenes in front of me stunned me: the car stuck in the mud has been "squatting" for a long time in the eyes of passers-by; The machines to be repaired in the factory are completely "retired" under the psychology that workers "have nothing to do with themselves and hang high"; In the face of ruthless flow of people, vagrants and beggars silently endure hunger and cold ... the dark side of these societies is so uncoordinated with our thriving society. Walking in it, I feel sad for the dedication left by some people, but I have never lost hope. I shouted with my arms: contribute fragrance and reap value!

I will follow the path opened by dedicated people through the ages and go on without hesitation.

I grow, I reap.

A hard copy on the desk: the cover is a golden leaf with the word "harvest" written in the upper right corner of the leaf. Yes, this is the theme of this book, the theme of this little master, and the theme of this story. ...

Open the notebook, there are many kinds of mood stories, it is like a glass atrium, transparently showing the inner world of the young master; This book is like a basket full of fruits, filled with every harvest of the owner. ...

Open this special book.

One of the pages reads: "Today is the school 1000 meter running test. I'm so happy, so happy that I'm not turned away from the passing line as usual. Today I admire myself, my determination, my perseverance and my courage. I will never stumble over stumbling blocks on the runway again, and I will be more heroic on the runway in the future. " Look, the little owner of the notebook gained a normal run, but gained more courage and determination, surpassing himself, and he was happy and happy for it!

Turn it over, turn it over ...

One of the pages reads: "Today, I saw my parents' tired figure. What is even more frightening is that my father has several deep wrinkles and my mother has several striking silver hairs. My heart hurts, my heart is sour, and I really do too little ... "Look, the little master of the book has gained something again. The subtle changes of his parents caused him to think, and he gained "caring for others" and responsibility. He left the page with sadness. But he should feel gratified and happy. At least, he will not be indifferent to his parents who raised him like other children, and the joy of harvest will be fixed on it.

Go down again ...

Another page reads: "Today, when I saw a strong wind blowing off a dead leaf on a big tree, I felt a little sad. An opportunity to come into this world has just been missed. But I thought I would see a bigger and more delicate new green next spring, and this sadness would be gone ... "Look, the owner of the book has gained something: the withering and glory of a leaf moved him, recognized and gained something from several aspects, and gained the beginning of the end or the beginning of the end. This joy of growing up is recorded in this book, which is another kind of joy.

Oh, the young master is back. Look, he picked up a pen and wrote in this notebook, composing the joy he gained in his youth and expressing his growing experience. ...

I hope the next harvest will bring him more feelings and joy!

The first advantage of this article lies in its structure. The article connects several life fragments in series like a string of beads. The combination is never far-fetched, but the content is quite extensive, involving self-transcendence, gratitude to parents, and life perception, and the depth rises step by step; The second is closely related to the theme. The article intercepted three different pictures, and then all of them came down to "harvest", which was naturally overjoyed. On the one hand, this is attributed to the author's good choice of materials, on the other hand, it is also attributed to his unique writing style.

Pay the harvest.

"Weeding till noon, sweat drips down the soil", and farmers get the joy of harvest; "Head hanging beam, awl stabbing stock", the ancients got the joy of harvest; After breaking through many obstacles, the seeds got the joy of harvest.

It turns out that the joy of harvest is tempered, paid and expected.

Everyone may be a seed, but falling into the darkness of the soil will cause temporary anxiety.

On the first day of junior high school, I stood on the podium as a brigade cadre for the first time and presided over the flag-raising ceremony. I secretly looked at the stage, and hundreds of eyes looked at me, expecting and waiting. The coolness of my back came slowly, my legs kept shaking, and my hands gradually beaded with sweat. Although I trained many times in advance, I forgot my lines because of excessive tension. Inexperienced, I muttered, "What should I do?" The audience burst into laughter, and I remembered that the microphone was on. ...

Red face and embarrassed sigh. Alas, you need exercise, you need to pay, and you will get something!

That embarrassment has wonderfully turned into a driving force for progress. In various school activities in the future, I will carefully observe the host's every move and secretly imitate the practice with a smile; At home, in front of the mirror, I will pose from time to time and talk to myself like no one is watching, but I still enjoy it. Then I will sigh: well, yes, there is progress today! A faint ray of joy haunts my heart. Although I am a little tired after a long time, I am happy to work hard for the harvest.

The harvest day has come, but there is no "external force".

The seeds in the dark constantly impact upwards, constantly absorbing the essence of the outside world, and breaking through the ground is only a breakthrough for death.

An impromptu debate host gave me a chance to show myself. Although I still face the public, I am full of energy, and a series of wonderful serial words pop up in my mouth ... With applause, my heart is full of pride and joy. I made it!

After tempering and waiting, the seed finally broke through the ground, it got the joy of harvest, and I also harvested the most fruitful fruit.

With the attitude of a struggler, we can break through obstacles, accumulate wealth, laugh at the end and reap the joy of harvest.

Comments turned the embarrassment of coming to power for the first time into motivation until the impromptu host finally stood out, and a unique personal experience showed the charm of personalized material. Clear clues and fluent language in the article are icing on the cake.

The biggest harvest

The fierce sports meeting is over, and I am happy to go home. My mother said to me with a big smile: "Bright! How's it going? What did you get after the sports meeting? " "This harvest can be great, let me tell you!" The sports meeting is coming, and the whole class is busy for the game, especially Mr. Dong. She has to work hard for us to jump rope all day, and she has to give us homework and lectures, so that Teacher Dong has almost no time to rest. You see, on this day, Teacher Dong gave us a break to train for the skipping competition.

Teacher Dong attaches great importance to this long rope jumping competition, so when the students are training, Teacher Dong chooses boys to try to jump one by one, but it is always unsatisfactory. I just stood by the stone pillar and watched my classmates practice hard for the victory of the sports meeting. Sweat dripped on the ground like big pearls. I was still standing here casually, and I couldn't help but feel a strange warm current in my heart. At this moment, Mr. Dong, who was anxious, glanced at me and walked straight towards me. "Xiong Siliang, you try!" "Ah?" I couldn't help shouting, "No, I won't!" " "At this point, my heart is like fifteen buckets, so anxious. Teacher Dong encouraged: "Nothing, give it a try! "I watched my classmates practice so hard and finally decided to give it a try. I stood beside the rope, my legs were shaking. When I saw the rope rolled up again, I heard a bang. I clenched my hands like shells and jumped over the rope. Teacher Dong immediately encouraged him and said, "You see you are ok! It's just that you jump closer and want to rush to the middle. "I'm still nervous at this time, my heart is beating faster and faster, as if I were going to jump out. After several attempts, Mr. Dong decided to observe me for a few more days.

In this way, one day, two days and three days passed. After practicing for three days, I feel like a different person, and my fear of the long rope has completely disappeared. The rope and I are like good friends. Although we can't jump flexibly, we can always jump. Seeing such progress, Teacher Dong decided to let me go to school. On the day of the game, it was raining lightly on the gravel in the sky. It's our class's turn to play. My hair stood on end, my heart beat like lightning, and my feet were numb. Suddenly, there was only one whistle and the game began. In the drizzle, the long rope was thrown again. The students seized the opportunity and flew into the rope. "Sand, sand, sand" rain is getting heavier and heavier. With the rhythmic shaking of the rope, students are fighting for class honor, desperate and trying their best. I was so nervous before and was deeply shocked by this momentum. I got up my courage, faced with this lightning-fast rope, got up my strength and seized the opportunity to jump hard. I fell to the ground with a jerk and I succeeded. Finally, I'm not afraid anymore. Try again. clamber

Finally, the game is over. I was surprised to find that I didn't make a mistake, and we also beat our opponent.

"Mom, I think my biggest gain is: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind!"